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verse 1 G C G Blue skies and red sunsets could wait for me G C G They might be paying me off; setting me free D C G No more Byzantine bureaucracy for me verse 2 G C G But if they take my job, the rest: it?s gone G C G This tiny plot of land we call our own D C G Is it pride, or fear, or age, or is it home verse 3 G C G Yeah, I?m scared; I?ve settled down so long G C G But maybe open air and open seas and song D C G Can?t tell if this is right; but it don?t seem wrong verse 4 G C G So I hold my tongue; they think I wanna stay G C G Cos forced redundancy?s a lot of pay D C G We buy a motor-home and we?re away Bridge Am C G So, I sit and wait, and then I get the call Am C G Is this the parting word? ?Thanks for it all? D Am G No. Turns out they need me after all! Verse 5 G C G The bricks still ours: no need to fly G C G We?re safe, secure: no need to cry D C G The pension grows as each year passes by Verse 6 G C G So here I am and here I?m gonna stay G C G Retirement?s still a long, long way away D C G I?ll see the sky through the window every day
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